I went to Stockholm for a business trip on Friday. Nice place, but I have to have a rant about the airport. There are no urinals in the men's toilets. Sure they're nice and clean, but men's toilets should have urinals. The shopping centre in Tallinn has unisex toilets, and even they have urinals. One of the benefits of being male is that you don't have to stand in line. Give me a fly to aim at and I'm happy. Arlanda airport at Stockholm doesn't make me happy.

Anyway, there's been a relatively heavy fall of snow this week, and it's been fairly cold. On Saturday we went skiing. From the house, we can walk out the door, put on the skis and ski down the road to the forest. Then ski through the forest for a couple of hours and catch the bus home. Fantastic.

For those who care about Eurovision (I'm sure not many), they had the "Eurolaul" or Estonian preselections on Saturday night. I didn't know this until about 2am when, in a bar with bad service and expensive drinks, one of the writers or something of the winning song recognised me from a flight. So I met the happy winning team, as well as a couple of minor celebrities, including the presenter, Gerli Padar

Apparently the way to get a minor celebrity interested is to tell them you can't talk to them because they aren't cool enough. I woke up with a terrible hangover and an advertisement for her band written on me.

The weather here has been up and down. It was -25, then +4, then -5. Snow then slush, then horrible ice. Since last week it was quite nice with heaps of snow and around -15. On particularly cold days it's very beautiful on the way to work, with the rising sun streaming through the mist over the sea and hitting the spires of the town. So these days my life is mostly just work, poker and partying, with some skiing and frisbee thrown in.